Douluo blood duke

Chapter 25 Fighting Soul ([-])

"Hehe, I didn't expect to be so lucky today. The boy will try his best to wrap up with the boy on the opposite side. Do you hear me? Forget it. Forget that you are blind. You will follow my instructions later."

Xiao Dao squinted at Blind Dao beside him, and said with disgust.

He was originally a guy who relied on his rich combat experience to eat and wait for death among first-ring soul masters, but he didn't expect that he broke through the twentieth level a few days ago, which made him very distressed.

Because after breaking through the twentieth level, he will participate in the soul fight again, and what he will face is an opponent at the level of a great soul master.

At noon, when he was worrying about this matter, he ran into this guy who was setting up a stall on the street, and asked the passers-by, and he learned that this guy was also a one-ring soul master, which aroused his interest.

Because of the regulations of the soul fighting field, the soul fighting competition will try to make the difference in strength between the two players not too large. If he participates in a one-on-one competition, then the opponent he will match must be a second-ring soul master, but if he Participating in a two-on-two match with a first-ring soul master, then with his soul power that has just reached level 21, it is very likely that he will be matched with two first-ring soul masters who are close to level [-].

With such a plan in mind, he approached the blind man in a strange way, and after hearing him say something strange, he was overjoyed.

After all, there is no need to spend a penny, as long as the strength is stronger than the opponent, the opponent will recognize himself as the master. How could he disagree with such a good thing, so he showed the strength of the second ring, took the blind blade under his command, and brought him Come to participate in the soul fighting competition.

Moreover, he was worried that the blind blade would hold him back if he couldn't see it, so he tried it out, but he got an unexpected result, a result that made him very satisfied.

On the other side of the ring, Zhang Heng looked back at the writing brush Yun Xue held in his hand.

Yunxue introduced herself, her martial spirit is called the Soul Breaking Pen, which can devour the soul that floats out of the body after death and turn it into her own soul power.

It was also the first time Zhang Heng saw her showing his martial spirit, so he couldn't help but take a few extra glances.

"Brother Heng."

Seeing Zhang Heng looking at the brush in her hand, Yun Xue shouted.

"what."

Hearing Yun Xue calling his name, Zhang Heng raised his head to look at her, and saw a blue light shining in her eyes, and her face became extremely calm, or a little indifferent, and a cold and frosty temperament emanated from her body And go, people dare not approach.

Looking at Yun Xue who seemed to be a different person in front of him, Zhang Heng was a little dazed, and when he was in a daze, Yun Xue raised the brush in his hand, and at some point, the tip of the brush was stained with black ink .

She waved the writing brush, and the yellow soul ring beside her flickered. When the icy and piercing pen tip touched her skin, Zhang Heng projected it over. Just as she was about to dodge, she heard Yunxue's voice.

She said indifferently: "Don't move, this is my first soul skill: character, I will write the character of strength on your head, it will double your strength."

Zhang Heng felt the coldness and itching from his forehead. Not long after, Yun Xue withdrew her arm, and when she withdrew her arm, Zhang Heng felt something turn into his forehead, and then turned into a thousand Tens of thousands of energies, starting from the center of the eyebrows, turned into countless threads all over his body.

Zhang Heng clenched his fist slightly, and the surging power gathered on his wrist in an instant. His martial soul is actually not that big on the power attribute, but he now feels that even if it is a second-ring soul whose martial soul is mainly based on strength Master, can not resist his fist.

Excitedly, he raised his head to look at Yunxue, and saw Yunxue panting heavily, looking at him with an extremely tired expression on her face, the glint in her eyes and the coldness on her face disappeared, and she turned back into That weak and lovely Yunxue just looked a little tired compared to her before.

"Brother Heng, I'll leave it to you."

The corner of Yunxue's mouth turned up, she looked at Zhang Heng with a smile and said softly.

"Ah."

Zhang Heng supported her body and said with a confident smile: "Don't worry, you can watch here for a while, and we can go down to rest after a few minutes."

"Ah."

Yun Xue responded with a smile, then took a few steps back, watching Zhang Heng turn around and walk towards the center of the ring.

Seeing Zhang Heng on the opposite side alone, with a light blue light on his forehead, Li Zi came, Xiaodao narrowed his eyes slightly, turned sideways and said to Blind Blade: "You, go forward, he is coming."

Hearing his instructions, Blind Blade raised his head and walked slowly towards Zhang Heng step by step. His steps were steady, and each step was more stable. Although he walked slowly, his body did not shake at all. , and there is no distortion, it is a straight line facing Zhang Heng who is walking towards him.

A red light flashed in Zhang Heng's eyes, and he slowed down as he saw the Blind Blade approaching slowly.

The two approached slowly, and Zhang Heng narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched the Blind Blade getting closer, thinking.

"This guy looks a little bit wrong, he seems to be unable to see anything, but daring to stand here shows that he must have some skills. If I attack him, if I miss him and get entangled by him, then the second ring soul behind him Master can choose to attack me or Xue'er, that's wrong."

"So, the best way for me to attack now is to feint this guy, and then attack the second-ring soul master at a very fast speed. After finishing him, I will come back. When the time comes, I will test this guy slowly and see him What's the matter."

For some reason, Zhang Heng felt a little bad about the guy walking slowly with a knife not far away, so after a quick analysis, his whole body gathered his momentum, and the next moment he moved from his original position. disappear.

"Shot, the Scarlet Duke has shot!!!"

The host on the high stage shouted excitedly, the match hadn't started for long, but the choices and actions of both sides made the audience feel that the passage of time was extremely slow every second, so when Zhang Heng made a move, not only The host, even the audience's emotions rose unconsciously.

As if sensing something, Blind Blade stopped, tilted his head slightly, and his ears trembled a few times.

Suddenly, he swung his saber horizontally forward.

Keng.

A clear sound of collision spread in the air, and the audience saw that at the position of the tip of the blade in Blind Blade's hand, a figure slowly emerged from the air.

Zhang Heng frowned slightly, looking at the Blind Blade who was able to block himself at high speed, as expected, this person was not simple, but his target was not him.

With a flick of Zhang Heng's fingertips, the tip of the knife that collided with his nails bounced away, and he took a step back, before disappearing into the air again.

And when he was about to leave, Blind Blade just held the blade in his hand that was bounced off by Zhang Heng. After removing the shock force on the blade, he took his left foot as the center of the circle, swept his right foot, and turned around. In exchange, the right foot touched the ground, soaring into the air, the blade in his hand shone coldly, and slashed towards an open space beside him.

However, although the target of the blade was an open space, it did not hit the ground, it was about 1.5 meters above the ground.

Snapped.

With a crisp slapping sound, the rapidly falling blade was firmly caught by a figure that suddenly appeared.

Zhang Heng looked in astonishment at the young man who fell from above and was caught by him empty-handed.

How fast he was just now, a speed that even his eyes couldn't catch, was once again noticed by the closed-eyed boy, how could he not be shocked.

"Hmph, interesting, let's play with you."

When the boy fell from the sky, Zhang Heng pulled the knife in his hand towards the side, and then raised his foot and kicked the boy in the stomach who was followed by the knife.

Blind Blade's face remained unchanged. In the air, he held the handle of the knife tightly with one hand, and pressed down with the other, just touching Zhang Heng's toes.

Zhang Heng's eyes flashed brightly, he let go of the blade in his hand, and with the strength of the young man, his feet fell down. After stepping firmly on the ground, his ten fingers were divided into two directions like ten daggers, and at the same time, they were still facing towards each other. The boy in front of him was stabbed in the face and abdomen.

At this time, the boy's body was flying into the air, and because he resisted Zhang Heng's kick, the old strength was not gone, and the new strength could not be aroused.

54 ten twenty ten.

Looking at the boy's face which was ten centimeters away from the tip of his nails, Zhang Heng showed a cruel smile. It was impossible and impossible for the boy to resist his blow, and if he got hit by this blow, the boy It's basically useless.

But when the distance between his nails and the young man reached ten centimeters, for some reason, Zhang Heng suddenly felt that the time in the whole world suddenly slowed down. The young man's calm face and the loose sackcloth fluttering in the air covered his face with a few strands. The flying hair, everything becomes extremely slow.

Swish.

A soft moan sounded from the ear, it was Zhang Heng's right side, and the right side was the direction where he pulled the blade.

Zhang Heng looked sideways, his gaze crossed Blind Blade's cheeks, shoulders, and followed his arm to his wrist. When he saw the movement of his wrist, he was shocked, and a sudden fear rose from his mind instantly. rise.

The boy's wrist was tense, and the blade was swinging horizontally. The sharp blade was only less than ten centimeters away from Zhang Heng's neck. In the slowed down time and space, Zhang Heng could even see the subtle sound of the blade cutting through the air. Ripples, and the icy smell on the blade.

"Crazy, this guy is also a crazy."

Zhang Heng thought inexplicably excitedly, he withdrew his fingers, and lay his head to the left side.

The time returned to normal, and the audience only saw that Blind Blade slashed across the air, and Zhang Heng lay down below him.

Zhang Heng watched Blind Blade turn around from the air, revealing his back, and a carp kicked his shoulder straight up. After kicking him away, Zhang Heng also stood up.

He looked at the Blind Blade who was crawling up from the ground awkwardly, his eyes were full of light, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the fight just now, it took no more than half a minute before he left. There was no confrontation with gorgeous soul skills, and neither side even used too much soul power. They only relied on martial souls to fight. From the audience's point of view, Can't see, can't read, can't even see.

But for the two parties at war, they don't know what the mood of the blind blade is, but for Zhang Heng, his mood at this time can only be summed up in one word, that is.

Cool.

(End of this chapter)